I laugh off his words as I continue to pull my tights up, “I’m not dressed at all. At least not yet.”
I pull the dress over my head and turn so that he can do up my zip for me. He steps into our bedroom and reaches out to grasp the zip of my dress. Having him so close is almost physically painful. My body is hyper aware of him. “This dress is too short,” he complains. When he’s finished, he allows his hands to rove over my arms before pushing my hair aside to kiss my neck. “You could just stay in…” with me… I hear what he isn’t saying.
“But you won’t be here,” I tell him.
“I can cancel.” His response is quick. He wishes he could cancel.
“No, you can’t,” I chide him. I look up into his eyes and love the fire that I see there. He wants me. There is something about him. Something about the way he looks at me that makes me shiver. I want him too.
“No,” he frowns, “you’re not going out dressed like that without me.”
“As if you could stop me,” I wink at him as I sit back on the bed to pull on my heels.
“I could make you stay,” Andrew smirks at me.
I blush slightly as I take in the heated look he’s giving me. “How?”
“So many ways,” he moves towards me like a lion prowling for prey, “I could tie you to the bed…” the idea makes me bite my lip. “I could remove your tights and lick you out until you are screaming my name.” My sex clenches with anticipation. “I could pound my cock into you, bringing you to the edge again and again.” I can barely breathe.
“We can’t,” I reply huskily.
“We can,” he says as if he’s the king of the world and it isn’t one of his best friend’s stag party tonight.
“But Andrew,” I laugh, “you’re being ridiculous.”
“You belong to me,” he says with a very serious look on his face, “you’re mine.”
“Yes Andrew,” I smile at him as if humouring a small child.
“I can’t stand to think about the looks you’ll get tonight,” he says as he comes towards me. “Where are you girls going anyway?” He’s asked me this very same question several times in the last week. I’ve managed to keep him in the dark about Aurora’s hen night plans. I just know if I tell him, the guys will chase us down and potentially ruin our fun.
“I don’t know,” I play with him.
“I think us guys might just spend the evening hunting you ladies down.”
“Really?” I say as he pushes me down on the bed and straddles me. “No strip club?” I tease as he takes my hands in his own bigger hands.
“No. No strip clubs,” he laughs before his tone turns serious, “we will find you, you know.”
“I highly doubt that.”
“I’ll always find you,” he says before kissing me roughly. I lose myself in the kiss, completely overwhelmed by the taste of his lips against mine and his tongue in my mouth. He takes me by surprise when he rolls off me, “you better go princess before I take you hostage and refuse to let you go.”
I lay next to him breathing heavily. I find myself secretly wishing that he really would refuse to let me leave but I know him better than to hope. He’s nowhere near that selfish. I want to stay here with him. I don’t want to go to Aurora’s hen party. I’ve spent my whole day with Aurora and her family. It was awfully awkward. I met my sister Aileen for the first time and even had the privilege of meeting my grandmother. I’ve been anxious about it for weeks and now that it’s here I just want to curl up in my bed and hide away with Andrew but that just isn’t an option. It’s been an incredibly stressful day which is sort of ironic seeing as how I was at a five-star spa. What should have been a perfectly peaceful day was made complicated by my overly intricate family tree. It had been upsetting enough learning that the mother who abandoned me as a young child had another family but to have to watch as that very same mother cried over her daughter’s wedding plans was just too much today. I’d luckily kept my cool and managed to stay polite even when I’d felt like it was too much.
I don’t imagine this evening is going to be much better but I must try. Aurora has become a close friend over the last few months, regardless of our biological relationship and I don’t want to let her down. I don’t want to let my friend down. Aurora, my sister… I’m not so bothered about. Not that I can tell her that. My other sister Aileen seemed nice. The two sisters are very different, Aileen, Ali as everyone calls her is energetic and bubbly and hyper confident. Aurora says Ali will be the one to get us all in trouble tonight. My mother, Michelle Stone had warned me not to let her talk me into anything this evening. As if I needed my mother’s advice.
I stand up and smooth down my dress. I look down at the man lying on our bed. He’s a sight for sore eyes and again I feel tempted to stay. I don’t want to leave. He’s looks ruggedly sexy as he leans on his elbows looking up at me with a suggestive smirk. I step forward so that I am stood between his legs, “I’ll see you later?” I ask even though I already know the answer. I can see the plan formulating in his mind. He’s planning all the things he’s going to do to me when he finally gets me back here in about five hours’ time.
“Of course,” he gives me his best smirk, the one he knows I don’t know how to resist, “I’ll meet you here in the early hours.”
“And what will you do with me then?” I ask almost shyly. It’s crazy because I’m not a timid person but sometimes he makes me feel like the teenage girl that used to have a crush on the mean boy in class as if we haven’t aged at all.
“Fuck you of course,” he winks, “in the meantime you’re going to send me hundreds of dirty text messages.”
“Am I now?” I chuckle, “cor you’re so demanding Contius,” I tease him.
“Only with you, princess,” he tells me, giving me a quick peck on the lips before taking my hand and pulling it into his lap so that my hand is cupping his hard dick. “This is only ever for you but yes, it is very demanding… painfully demanding.” He pouts at me as if it’s all my fault he has an erection.
I’m blushing as I begin stoking him gently through his trousers. He pulls my hand away with a sigh, “princess, don’t start something you haven’t got time to finish.”
“We have time,” I tell him without checking. I want him. I want him to fuck me now. I don’t care if I’m late as a result so long as I get to have his hard cock inside me as he comes.
He chuckles when my phone beeps, “no we don’t babe…” he gets to his feet, “but we’ll have all the time in the world later when we come home.”
I nod before checking my phone to find a message saying that the cars are outside waiting for us. “The cars are here,” I tell him gloomily. I pick up my clutch bag and leave our bedroom. He follows behind me and out of our flat.
His hand rests on the base of my spine as we travel in the lift and then he leads me out to the waiting cars. He guides me to the first car, opening my door for me so that I can get into the limo. The girls inside are giggling. They are probably already on their way to happy drunk land. I’m about to get in when he pulls me back and whispers in my ear, “you’re mine, you know that right?”
“Always have been,” I tell him with a wink. He kisses me once more and then lets me go, reluctantly stepping away from the car. Both us will have a great time at Aurora and Landon’s parties no doubt, but the real fun won’t start until we both get home later tonight.